C27 A Drunk Driving Accident

As if he had finally come back to his senses, he rolled up the window, fastened his seatbelt in a very slow motion, started the car, and drove towards the endless darkness of the night.

There were already two or three missed calls on his phone. He wanted to answer, but in the end, he did not press the button.

It was Zhuang Qiu's call.

He was not in a good mood yet